Mage? Spell Engineer!.

Chapter 555: Ominous Dream

The weapon of criticism cannot replace the criticism of weapons.

The foundation of peace is violence.

Public support is the key to success.

These three "mindsets" are the concepts that Varang tried to instill in the minds of noble sons. In fact, their family education, the military education of the empire, and the political and economic education all expounded similar viewpoints, but sometimes what you hear is one thing, and what you do is another.

What the trader Varan has to do is to tell the participants of the National Salvation Alliance how to implement it, especially to eliminate their naive part.

In a letter to Rorschach, Varenne complained:

"Most of the people I've come into contact with are overly naive. This doesn't mean that the descendants of the imperial nobles are all useless. After careful consideration, I found that it is precisely because only those who are full of wishful thinking about the country, history and the future will join this whimsical alliance.

"It's like a wooden frame, and we have to replace the steel bars and pour concrete for them, otherwise the 'wise and mighty' William II might blow lightly and this fragile organization will break."

In recent times, Varennes' most proud achievement has occurred in Bomiya.

Time goes back to the early morning of the day when Varens wrote the letter, in Bomiya, the palace of Grand Duke Crocker.

Libus woke up pale and rang the bell by the window.

"Miss." The maid on duty hurried in.

"what time is it now?"

"Five o'clock. Five and three minutes."

Libus hurriedly sat up from the bed and stepped directly on the carpet with her bare feet: "Hurry up and put on my clothes. I want to see my father."

"Miss, it's five o'clock now." The maid wanted to remind Libby, so she not only reported the time again, but also opened the curtains - in winter, it was of course dark outside in Bomiya at five o'clock.

At this time, Libus went to the closet and chose her own clothes in the panic of the maid: "No need to remind me again. Since the war began, my father has been getting up as early as the rooster every day."

Sure enough, when she pushed open the door of the Grand Duke's study, old Crocker was indeed smoking a pipe and looking worried. Libus got straight to the point: "Father, I had a bad dream."

"You are about to get married, so don't look for your father when you have a nightmare. Why don't you write it down and write a letter to your lover?" For some reason, the Grand Duke spoke sourly.

But he quickly put down his pipe, opened the window to let the cold wind in, and then put the fur coat at the door of the study on Libby.

"You opened the window because you didn't want the smoke to choke me, and you put on a coat full of smoke because you wanted me to be cold. Thank you so much, father."

The Grand Duke was always embarrassed by what his daughter said, but fortunately she immediately ignored it and rubbed her temples: "Oh my God, I shouldn't say anything, father. Something terrible happened in my dream, and I suspect it will happen in reality.

"When I dreamt about the interweaving of black and white, there was a series of gunshots from our home and blood. I saw my family and my cousin. Pavel's expression was horrible."

"Do you think the prophecy has been activated again?" The Grand Duke thought about what Libus said. In the past, when his daughter claimed to have displayed the gift of prophecy, it was always vague. This was the first time she described a scene so clearly.

Is it a prophecy in the form of a dream?
There is no saying in Bomiya that "what you think about during the day, you dream about at night", but the Grand Duke certainly has similar experience. The first thing he thought of was that he had been letting Libus sit in on his work and listen to war reports with him recently. Was he bringing the fear of war into his dreams?
And Pavel has been distancing himself from her recently. Is there a conflict between the two of them over the issue of the heir? Grand Duke Kroc comforted his daughter: "Could it be just a simple nightmare? Don't be too scared."

Whether out of belief in Libus’s prophecy or as a consolation, the Grand Duke said solemnly: “Wake up the housekeeper and the lady, and ask them to go to the entrance of the secret passage.

"Notify the guards inside and outside the castle to be on alert, check the status of their guns, and have them alert for patrol."

After giving the order, he hugged Libusi and said, "Okay, we are ready. Don't you feel more at ease? Don't be afraid. Can you recall more details?"

"I can't see clearly. Later, there were many people standing behind Pavel, but I couldn't see their faces clearly." This was what frightened her the most. Moreover, there was one person among the blurry figures who looked particularly familiar. She was afraid that it was really as she guessed, and that there was "him" standing behind Pavel.

"It's not too late, it's too late." The girl who had been able to tease her father with words just now suddenly fell into great panic. She pulled her father's hand and ran out of the study, but Libus fell at the door without warning.

The Grand Duke's face suddenly changed and he helped his fallen daughter up. At this time, she was forced to close her eyes because of the pain, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Libus! Libus! Stop and stop looking at whatever you see."

Before the Archduke could finish his words, a series of gunshots pierced the dawn sky.

Fighting took place both inside and outside the palace, and blood and bullet holes stretched from the garden entrance to the castle gates.

It was Pavel Krok and his supporters who launched the attack. Earlier, at dawn, they had taken over key institutions in the capital of Bomya, just like following a walkthrough, following the instructions of the mysterious supporters, knocking down the town hall, the post office, and the city security team station in order, and finally he personally led the crowd to take over his great uncle's house.

As the first shot fired by the alliance, Varlan gave Pavel's stormtroopers a lot of good things - new muskets, ammunition and valuable scrolls.

These rebels were wearing the same uniforms as the Grand Duke's Guards - they were originally Bohemian soldiers, but when they got close, they ignored the guards' scolding and suddenly took out their weapons.

The new muskets had thick barrels. They did not need a cleaning rod when loading the gun. They only needed to move the long handle under the trigger back and forth, and then they could immediately fire the next round.

The caliber matched the shotgun shells. The bullets launched by smokeless gunpowder shattered in the air, bursting into a cloud of small steel balls, which pounced into the bodies of the guards under the kinetic energy given by the high-pressure gas.

Fire - pry the long handle - fire again. There were twenty-three attackers, and each could make this demonic weapon spit seven times. Since the guards did not warn the attackers wearing the same uniform in time, their fighting distance was pitifully small, which was the opportunity for the cannonball to show its power.

In a short while, Pavel would be able to walk briskly into the Grand Duke's mansion, stepping on the blood on the marble floor.

The Grand Duke's study was on the third floor, and the entrance to the secret passage was in the basement. Due to Libby's condition, the Grand Duke escorted her downstairs, but within a few minutes they were intercepted by the stormtroopers of the "National Salvation League".

The lady got on the carriage after the gunshots, but she did not wait for the Grand Duke and his daughter. Even though the gunshots continued for a while, she still stayed at the entrance of the secret passage and did not set off. She was eventually found by Pavel.

Now the family was all together. Mrs. Crocker scolded her nephew with Northern swear words, then her face turned pale and she fainted.

"Parva Crocker, are you trying to usurp the throne?" After being tied up, Libusi calmed down. Even though she couldn't see, she was sure who was in front of her.

Pavel stammered: "No, I'm not doing this for a title, I'm doing this for Bomya, for the Empire."

(End of this chapter)